| I had a dream — of the wide open prairie
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| I had a dream — of the pale morning sky
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| And we were the same — just the same — you an’I.
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| We are like birds of a feather
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| We are two hearts joined together
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| We will be forever as one…
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| My brother under the sun.
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| Mic check, mic check, mic check, mic check
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| Mic check, 1, 2, 1, 2.
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| Ol’head said reality is fake an’fake’s the new real
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| Nuttin’but strive to me, but takin’a few pills.
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| Ain’t try’nna be the dude that’s raisin’the blue steal
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| Vic’s help me escape, they give me a new feel.
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| Unedited, ay’day is a newsreel, some cake an’a few bills
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| Honestly, all it’ll take is a few mill (for what?)
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| For me not ta’have ta’portray no true skill (but!)
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| But lemme’jus’watch what I say, the truth kills.
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| (So) Be careful what’chu wish for
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| If I totally ignore it, I might withdraw.
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| I used ta’be pissed-off, piss-poor
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| Money crisp-poor, (it was) like this short.
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| It was kinda’hard ta’get the whole puzzle workin’wit’half a jigsaw
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| I got mine, let me help you get yours wit’out gettin’ripped off.
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| I left a trail nigga, follow it An’when it’s gone, make a new one, don’t remodel shit.
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| Oh!
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| We are like birds of a feather
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| We are two hearts joined together
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| We will be forever as one…
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| My brother under the sun.
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| Make ya own mutha’fuckin’footsteps nigga, don’t follow mine!
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| Huh?! |
| I got great problems though, my problems are good!
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| L-Look, look, look…
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| New suit, dude nervous (what else?)
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| Ol’case, new judge, new verdict (what else?)
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| A new outcome like somebody reversed it
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| (I mean I’m) I feel like I’m a new man, a new purpose.
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| (Oh!) It’s like a nigga ain’t feelin’so worthless
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| Kneel down an’worship, all them years was worth it.
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| So when he opened his mouth, I was stunned
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| He said, «You can’t deny man his son."Be clear.
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| So if he wanna be there, you let 'em be there
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| Be fair, I mean, I can see he wants ta’be near.
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| I can see that he cares
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| I’ll lock your ass up you don’t oblige, be-ware. |
| (I mean it)
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| She stared, she scared.
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| My lil’dude always get the World from me An’you want 'em ta’have the World, jus’not from me.
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| Back like I never left, was never forced away
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| Got nuttin’more ta’say. |
| Oh!
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| We are like birds of a feather
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| We are two hearts joined together
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| We will be forever as one…
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| My brother under the sun.
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| When I see you I’m disgusted (nigga!)
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| Can’t believe I was ever in love wit'(nigga!)
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| Must’ve been dusted, 'cause you look like shit
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| All these years, they ain’t done you no justice. |
| (Look at’chu!)
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| I mean you all fucked up, can’t get cash
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| Still bitter over a badge you can’t get passed. |
| (Huh?!)
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| Jus’sad, get mad 'cause my bitch bad
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| Everyday she switch heels, switch bags. |
| (Whoa!)
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| It’s like we livin’on a dock nigga, big pad
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| You can’t afford a deposit on my closet. |
| (Not even)
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| Since you, all I ever known was fly shit
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| Unfortunately, you ain’t fittin’that logic.
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| 'Cause you’re much less
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| Sometimes you gotta’stand by your failures to recognize your success.
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| Still, I’ll be the bigger man an’wish her all the best
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| While knowin’she’ll never get it So why would she ever quit it, it’s ridiculous.
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| We are like birds of a feather
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| We are two hearts joined together
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| We will be forever as one…
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| My brother under the sun. |